
Medina departs for her campus in between by Kafkha, this is all Darmansyah who forces Kafkha to deliver Medina to her campus, if Darmansyah hadn't forced Kafkha, maybe Kafkha wouldn't have taken Medina to campus.
Kafkha carried the car at a moderate speed, he was very upset with his grandfather. This morning his plan was to take Clara somewhere but because of Darmansyah everything became chaotic.
The black sports car arrived at the Indonesian university, Medina reached out her hand to Kafkha to shake her hand, Kafkha only saw Medina's hand.
"You want some money?" kafkha stared at Medina with his cynicism.
"Greetings, not money!" medina said she took Kafkha's hand and kissed her husband on the back.
"Assynnya!" say hello to Medina while smiling behind her veil.
"I go to college first, you be careful on the road!" medina said then he got out of the car, Kafkha immediately drove his car to leave the university.
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Kafkha really did not go to his office he preferred to spend his time with Clara, all the office affairs he had already spilled completely onto Reza and Rafael, he said, it is Kafkha's friend who always helps Kafkha in his work.
A young CEO like her was just relaxing and going with her lover.
"Well, how late?" clara said shamelessly hugging the man's husband, Kafkha just smiled a little because her mood was still upset with Darmansyah.
"Sorry, the road was jammed!" kafkha is lying
Clara believed that while smiling at Kafkha, they both planned to go to her mother Clara's grave because Clara had not been to her mother's grave for a long time.
Clara was dressed in all black and did not forget she was wearing black glasses, Kafkha also wore black glasses, they both arrived at the tomb.
"Hi ma, how are you?"
Clara squatting next to the tomb that reads Lisa's name on the tombstone, Clara plucked the grass that grew on top of the tomb, she smiled thinly because she missed her mama so much.
"Clara came ma, mama over there how are you? I'm here to bring your future daughter-in-law, she's very nice to Clara!" clara glanced at Kafkha with a small smile.
Kafkha's heart was pinched at the sight of his lover grieving at his mama's grave, after the pilgrimage they both went from the tomb, Clara from earlier was spoiled in Kafkha's hands, and the two went on pilgrimage, like a leech that likes to stick in people's bodies.
Clara smiled in her heart because Kafkha pity to see her, this is the purpose of Clara to bring Kafkha to her mother's tomb so that Kafkha is more compassionate and always affectionate to her, cunning leech this one.
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Darmansyah was very angry to see the photo that had just been sent by his men to his Android tablet, this time Darmansyah did not give mercy to his grandson.
Darmansyah got up from his seat and he went out of the house, all the guards and other men were lined up at the gate of the house and the main door, all of Darmansyah's bodyguards wear the same uniform as the mafia style using black suit, the bodyguard has a sturdy and strong, strong body, they all bowed their bodies because Darmansyah was there.
"Is there anything we can do for you, sir?" ask Richard
Richard is one of the Darmansyah men that he relies on, his performance has been very good than the others, Richard himself is a member of the Darmansyah belief.
"Pull forcibly my grandson who needs to be taught that lesson!" said Darmansyah with a loud voice, all her bodyguards became stiff with the very scary Darmansyah voice.
The atmosphere that was originally mediocre had now turned tense, what more was that Darmansyah's sharp eye gaze was deadly to the opponent.
"Ready sir!" richard answered firmly.
"I'm waiting in the back shed!" said Darmansyah then he entered his house, some of his bodyguards moved to look for Kafkha.
It was not difficult for the Darmansyah's men to search for Kafkha, the proof was that Kafkha was already with him, Kafkha gagged himself many times because he was so careless.
"Well. si*l once why don't I think that Darmansyah will always spy on me at all times!" inner Kafkha
"Sorry young master, we're just following orders!" said Richard brought Kafkha to the warehouse that Darmansyah meant earlier.
"What else happened!" pasrah Kafkha bowed like a thief who was caught by the citizens.
This time Kafkha felt insecure again because Darmansyah was so enraged by her, Richard pushed Kafkha's body like he had done back then.
Darmansyah immediately held onto the cradle of Kafkha's clothes he looked at Kafkha with a sharp look like a dagger.
"How many times have I told you kaf?" tanya Darmansyah was slow but very piercing to the bone.
Kafkha looked away as if he had never been afraid of his grandfather's threat, at this time he was still acting haughty in front of his grandfather.
"ANSWER!" darmansyah
"Deliver!" kafkha said that he brushed off his grandfather's hand, who was holding the crate of his shirt.
"Why don't you ever understand Grandpa kaf's words? grandfather has given the best for you, but you even go with Clara again, want to make the Darmansyah family destroyed? is that what you want?" darmansyah said a little softened
Now Kafkha raised his voice to his grandfather, "I would have said cake, if I didn't want to be married, what else with a woman I didn't love at all, to be forced will remain the same cake, grandfather never understood my feelings, which grandfather wants only the wishes of grandfather to be followed!" kafkha said he let out his heart which he had always wanted to reveal to Darmansyah.
Darmansyah sighed then she turned her back on Kafkha, "grandfather like this just wants to change you kaf, grandfather doesn't want to see you fall into the same abyss as grandfather once did, grandfather doesn't want to see you fall into the same abyss, grandfather just wants to give the best path for you, see how regret grandfather is currently experiencing, grandfather is very sorry kaf!" darmansyah said then Darmansyah left just like that, he abandoned his intention to give Kafkha punishment because his mood had deteriorated again. What else did Darmansyah think with his very cruel youth first.
Kafkha was sitting on the chair there, actually he was not happy to see his grandfather sad like that.
"Actually here who is wrong and who is the victim? didn't I become his victim because grandfather betrothed me to the girl, then why as if grandfather was his victim?, aah... why do I feel so guilty about that old jackass anyway?" kafkha could still cuddle his grandfather at the end of his sentence.
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